a Life in small pieces.. scratchings in the armpit of
self examined auto anthropology, while receiving an electrical stimulation of the brain, and reposed in various states of juxtaposed transcendence.. a very Sincere Bullshit; even I believe it!.. A Dairy, no.. A Diary of Legal Insanity:

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Dread

A terrible negative dread has accumulated over the past few day's and it is affecting the quality of life itself.. I did Fuck up.. RE: previous Blogs, if you can be bothered to go back to see...

I am miserable as a thundercloud... all the thrills of previous high flown emotions are dried to a husk.. I need another fix of a certain "Heroine" not a Drug but a person... Yeah I did fuck up... so I am holding out Hope She understands.. no other living Soul can do it...

There is not a positive thought in my being at the moment... only the spirit of a long lost friend can lift me up again.. put it this way.. without Her Key, I cannot get out of the solitary confinement, that I now find myself in...

Help.. Now I really do Need that call... I hope She reads my mind, if not this Blog.. When your as fucked up as me it's hard to tell right from Wrong, or up from Down...